"His thing, ah, his penis gets hard," she replied."That's right. Good answer," Bill said in praise and was rewarded with a tremulous smile. "Now then,...think about what you are sitting on."The smile vanished and her eyes grew wide as she realized what that long lump under her butt was.Bill's hard on felt like a bar of steel. He couldn't remember being this hard in his entire life. He didn't consider himself a pedophile but the way the evening had progressed had gotten him as hot as he has ever. I wish we had filmed it, it was such a perverted scene,her large, firm breast with an extended nipple being shoved into my sloppywet snatch. I rubbed it back and forth and got it wet with my juice thenlicked it all off."Elvie..." I started as I lapped at my juices on her breast. "I wish wehad a man with us right now, a big juicy cock, dripping with precum thatwe could share between us, licking it as we kissed each other. I want himbehind me, fucking me as I ram my tongue up inside you...mmm,. They seemed happily married, with three k**s. The wife was called Jane. In private, the other tradesmen and I called her "Plain Jane" because she was a lovely person, but not pretty. She let us know that she was not altogether happy about the fact that she was about to turn 40. It was 1993. She was about 5 foot 6, with a small build, and we knew she went to the gym a few times a week, because she would always tell us where she was going when she went out, in case we needed to contact her.. I decided that that was fair, so I pulled down my shorts and panties. I stood and let him look at my hairless pussy. I turned all the way around a couple of times and let him look at me from every angle. He then asked if he could look inside. I thought, why not, so I stepped out of my shorts and panties, sat on the milk crate and spread my legs wide. I spread my pussy lips with my fingers as Eric bent down for a good look. He said it did not look very big or very deep. He asked if I had.